Chase murda presents... Thunder raps

i put da preasure on rap niggaz that think they street thugs,
u geeks buzzed if u think chase wont make u eat slugs,
or i can put da gun down bitch slap ya for fuckin wit this bastard,
battle me ill leave u pissed after like canibus when he lost to disaster,
yo fam, imma problem wit da flow an my style is mad nice,
while u live a sad life dam near commitin suicide last night,
i aint calmin down even tho im ballin now,
wont be satisfied til i get a house on the hill wit a chic thats almond brown,
an i still probally wont stop spittin these fire tracks,
my entire raps should have wings stamped like the one on a flyers hat,
ill injur ya a true ninja takin over this year as emperer,
ya girl had a fever so i used my dick as a therometer to check her temperture,